9 to 5 and 5 to 9
Ain't gonna take it
It's our time
We want the world
and we want it know
We're gonna take it anyhow
We want the airwaves
We want the airwaves
We want the airwaves, baby
If rock is gonna stay alive
Oh yeah-well all right
Let's rock-tonite
All night
Where's your guts
And will to survive
And don't you wanna
Keep rock n' roll music alive
Mr. Programmer
I got my hammer
and I'm gonna
Smash my
Smash my
Radio
We want the airwaves
We want the airwaves
We want the airwaves, baby
If rock is gonna stay alive
Take a look
At what I took
A leaf out of everybody's book
We see what you can't see
I'm caught in a trap of my own
Like everybody I know
This won't be played on your radio tonight
This won't be played on your radio tonight
This won't be played on your radio tonight
Do you all know
Of the emperor's clothes
Walking down an empty road
We see what you can't see
That's not how I wanna be
Anyhow, everytime, the same dream
This won't be played on your radio tonight
This won't be played on your radio tonight
This won't be played on your radio tonight
This won't be played on your radio Show
This won't be played on your radio tonight (oh no)
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
We wrote this song, it's not too short, not too long
It's got back-up vocals in just the right places (in just the right places)
It's got a few oohs and ahhs (oooh aaah)
And it takes a little pause
Just before I sing the F word
Please play this song on the radio
Almost every line is sung on time
Almost every verse ends in a rhyme
The only problem we had was writing enough words
(oooh aaah)
But that's okay, because the chorus is
Coming up again now
Please play this song on the radio
Please play this song on the radio
Please play this song on the radio
Please play this song on the radio
Please play this song on the radio
Please play this song on the radio
Please play this song on the radio (please play this song)
Please play this song on the radio (please play this song)
Right about this time
Some shit head will be drawin a fat fuckin' line
Over the title on the back sleave
What an asshole!
So Mr. DJ I hope you've already made your segue
Or the FCC is gonna take a shit right on your head
Can't play this song on the radio (can't play this song)
Can't play this song on the radio (can't play this song)
I bet they won't play this song on the radio
I bet you they won't play this new bleep song
It's not that it's buzz or beep beep controversial
Just that the dinging words are awfully strong
You can't say honk on the radio
Or shot or twang or bleh,
You can't even say I'd like to creak you one day
Unless you're a doctor with a very large boing
So I bet you they won't play this song on the radio
I bet you they daren't scratching well programme it
I bet you their ch-chinging old Programme Directors
Will think it's a load of horse raspberry
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day, a-go-go, a-go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat
But when I switch on I rotate the dial
I could see it there driving him so wild
I bought my baby a red radio
He said he loved me but he had to go
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day, a-go-go, a-go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
(It's just the same old show) On my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
It's just the same old show on my radio
I bought my baby a red radio
A red radio, a-go-go, a-go-go
A red radio I rotate the dial
A red radio driving him so wild
A red radio he had to go
I bought my baby a red radio
A red radio, a-go-go, a-go-go
"......... i thought i was."
This is switching it up, along with your posters with the "sketchier" style line work and etc... I was just stating I think it's a good thing when people switch it up every so often.
Baby your mind is a radio
Got a reciever inside my head
Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says:
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.
So look at my fingers vibrate
From their tip down down to my toes
Now I'm recieving your signal
We're gonna leave the land of noise
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.
[Radio Head lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.
Now you and I have no secrets
Now baby, lemme read your mind
I hear ev'rything you're thinking
You can't help the way you sound
Transmitter!
Picking up something good.
Hey! radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world
Oh! radio head
Radio head
Radio head
Radio head
too funny. never saw the veer version before. never even knew veer existed till now. i found the image thru the "reference" thread here on GP. it was a straight up soviet matchbook. i used the stamp tool in PS in a few places to extract the original text while separating the colors for vector transfer.
so i'm confused how Veer can say this is "rights managed"....... a 45-55year old design from the soviet union ( an entity that no longer exists ). ???
Boy:
I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake
And there was not another car in sight
And I never had a girl
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that night
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
C'mon! Hold on tight!
C'mon! Hold on tight!
Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Girl:
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed
Ain't no doubt about it
Baby got to go and shout it
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
Boy:
Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed
Baby doncha hear my heart
You got it drowning out the radio
I've been waiting so long
For you to come along and have some fun
And I gotta let ya know
No you're never gonna regret it
So open up your eyes I got a big surprise
It'll feel all right
Well I wanna make your motor run
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
C'mon! Hold on tight!
C'mon! Hold on tight!
Though it's cold and lonley in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Paradise by the dashboard light
You got to do what you can
And let Mother Nature do the rest
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely--
We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go allt he way
An tonight's the night...
Radio Broadcast:
Ok, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker
going here, two down, nobody on, no score,
bottom of the ninth, there's the wind-up and
there it is, a line shot up the middle, look
at him go. This boy can really fly!
He's rounding first and really turning it on
now, he's not letting up at all, he's gonna
try for second; the ball is bobbled out in center,
and here comes the throw, and what a throw!
He's gonna slide in head first, here he comes, he's out!
No, wait, safe--safe at second base, this kid really
makes things happen out there.
Batter steps up to the plate, here's the pitch--
he's going, and what a jump he's got, he's trying
for third, here's the throw, it's in the dirt--
safe at third! Holy cow, stolen base!
He's taking a pretty big lead out there, almost
daring him to try and pick him off. The pitcher
glance over, winds up, and it's bunted, bunted
down the third base line, the suicide squeeze in on!
Here he comes, squeeze play, it's gonna be close,
here's the throw, there's the play at the plate,
holy cow, I think he's gonna make it!
II. Let Me Sleep On It
Girl:
Stop right there!
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further--!
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?
Do you love me!?
Will you love me forever!?
Do you need me!?
Will you never leave me!?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life!?
Will you take me away and will you make me your wife!?
I gotta know right now
Before we go any further
Do you love me!!!?
Will you love me forever!!!?
Boy:
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you my answer in the morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you my answer in the morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you my answer in the morning
Girl:
I gotta know right now!
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me?
And will you love me forever?
Boy:
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you my answer in the morning
Let me sleep on it!!!
Girl:
Will you love me forever?
Boy:
Let me sleep on it!!!
Girl:
Will you love me forever!!!
III. Praying for the End of Time
Boy:
I couldn't take it any longer
Lord I was crazed
And when the feeling came upon me
Like a tidal wave
I started swearing to my god and on my mother's grave
That I would love you to the end of time
I swore that I would love you to the end of time!
So now I'm praying for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you
I don't think that I can really survive
I'll never break my promise or forget my vow
But God only knows what I can do right now
I'm praying for the end of time
It's all that I can do
Praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with you!!!
Boy:
It was long ago and it was far away
and it was so much better than it is today
Girl:
It never felt so good
It never felt so right
And we were glowing like
A metal on the edge of a knife
Drayton - shocklee - sadler
Hit me
Going, going, gone
Now I dialed 911 a long time ago
Dont you see how late theyre reactin
They only come and they come when they wanna
So get the morgue embalm the goner
They dont care cause they stay paid anyway
They teach ya like an ace they cant be betrayed
I know you stumble with no use people
If your life is on the line they youre dead today
Late comings with the late comin stretcher
Thats a body bag in disguise yall betcha
I call em body snatchers quick they come to fetch ya?
With an autopsy ambulance just to dissect ya
They are the kings cause they swing amputation
Lose your arms, your legs to them its compilation
I can prove it to you watch the rotation
It all adds up to a funky situation
So get up get, get get down
911 is a joke in yo town
Get up, get, get, get down
Late 911 wears the late crown
911 is a joke
Everyday they dont never come correct
You can ask my man right here with the broken neck
Hes a witness to the job never bein done
He wouldve been in full in 8 9-11
Was a joke cause they always jokin
They the token to your life when its croakin
They need to be in a pawn shop on a
911 is a joke we dont want em
I call a cab cause a cab will come quicker
The doctors huddle up and call a flea flicker
The reason that I say that cause they
Flick you off like fleas
They be laughin at ya while youre crawlin on your knees
And to the strength so go the length
Thinkin you are first when you really are tenth
You better wake up and smell the real flavor
Cause 911 is a fake life saver
So get up, get, get get down
911 is a joke in yo town
Get up, get, get, get down
Late 911 wears the late crown
Ow, ow 911 is a joke
1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got sould
(Brothers and sisters hey)
Listen if you're missin' y'all
Swingin' while I'm singin'
Givin' whatcha gettin'
Knowin' what I know
While the Black bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power
As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you've realized the prides arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin's strange
People, people we are the same
No we're not the same
Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say...
Fight the Power
Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant shit to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Motherfuck him and John Wayne
Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check
Don't worry be happy
Was a number one jam
Damn if I say it you can slap me right here
(Get it) lets get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say
Power to the people no delay
To make everybody see
In order to fight the powers that be
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
lives her life from inside of a room
hides that smile when she's wearin' a frown
ooh jackie, you're not so down
you like your life in a free-form style
you'll take an inch but you'd love a mile
there never seems to be quite enough
floating around to fill your lovin' cup
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
what's a game, girl, if you never lose
ask a winner and you'll prob'bly find
ooh jackie, they've lost at sometime
don't try to tell me that you're not aware
of what you're doing and that you don't care
you say it's easy, just a nat'ral thing
like playing music but you never sing
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
making wishes that never come true
going places where you've never been
ooh jackie, you're going again
(GUITAR SOLO)
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
likes a dream that can never come true
making love is like siftin' through sand
ooh jackie, it slips through your hand
ev'ry day, in your indigo eyes
I watch the sun set but I don't see it rise
moonlight and stars in your strawberry wine
you'd take the world but you won't take the time
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
lives her life from inside of a room
makes you think that her life is a drag
ooh jackie, what fun you have had
Beat on the brat,
Beat on the brat,
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, ohh
Beat on the brat,
Beat on the brat,
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, ohh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, ohh
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you lose?
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you lose?
Lose?
The Buggles Lyrics, Video Killed the Radio Star Lyrics
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The Buggles lyrics - Video Killed the Radio Star
I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
Oh-a oh
They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh
I met your children
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Oh-a-a-a oh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh
You were the first one.
Oh-a oh
You were the last one.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far
Oh-a-aho oh,
Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.
Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.
You are a radio star.
You are a radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.)
Interrupting all programmes
This is radio clash from pirate satellite
Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
Cuban army surplus or refusing all third lights
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This sound does not subscribe
To the international plan
In the psycho shadow of the white right hand
Then that see ghettology as an urban viet nam
Giving deadly exhibitions of murder by napalm
This is radio clash tearing up the seven veils
This is radio clash please save us, not the whales
This is radio clash underneath a mushroom cloud
This is radio clash
You dont need that funeral shroud
Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty
Hands of law have sorted through
My identity
But now this sound is brave
And wants to be free - anyway to be free
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This is not free europe
Noh an armed force network
This is radio clash using audio ammunition
This is radio clash can we get that world to listen?
This is radio clash using aural ammunition
This is radio clash can we get that world to listen?
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
This is radio clash on pirate satellite
This is radio clash everybody hold on tight
A-riggy diggy dig dang dang
Go back to urban nam
Jenny said, when she was just five years old
You know theres nothin happening at all
Every time she put on the radio
There was nothin goin down at all
Not at all
One fine mornin, she puts on a new york station
And she couldnt believe what she heard at all
She started dancin to that fine-fine-fine-fine music
Ooohhh, her life was saved by rock n roll
Hey baby, rock n roll
Despite all the amputation
You could dance to a rock n roll station
And it was all right
It was all right
Hey babe
Jenny said, when she was just five years old
You know theres nothin happening at all
Two tv sets, two cadillac cars
Ahhh, hey, aint help me nothin at all
Not at all
One fine morning, she heard on a new york station
She couldnt believe what she heard at all
Not at all
Despite the amputation
You could dance to a rock n roll station
It was all right
It was all right
Oh, now here she comes now-now
Jenny said, when she was just five years old
You know theres nothin happening at all
Yeah, every time she put on the radio
There was nothin goin down at all
Not at all
Then one fine morning, she put on a new york station
And she couldnt believe what she heard at all
She started dancing to that fine-fine music
Ahh, her life was saved by rock n roll
Rock n roll
Despite all the amputation
You could dance to the rock n roll station
Its all right, all right
All right, all right
All right, its all right
All right, all right
Baby, baby
Baby, baby, ooohhh
Last night a deejay saved my life
Last night a deejay saved my life, yeah
‘Cause I was sittin’ there bored to death
And in just one breathe he said
“You got get up, you got get up, you got get down girl”
You know you drive me crazy, baby
You got me turnin’ to another man
Called you on the phone no one’s home
Baby, why you leave me all alone
And if it wasn’t for the music
I don’t know what I’d do, yeah
Last night a deejay saved my life
Last night a deejay saved my life from a broken heart
Last night a deejay saved my life
Last night a deejay saved my life with a song
You know I hopped into my car, didn’t get very far, no
Because I had you on my mind, why be so unkind
You got your women all around, all around this town
But I was trapped in love with you and I didn’t know what to do
But when I turned on my radio
I found out all I needed to know
Check it out
Last night a deejay saved my live
Last night a deejay saved my life from a broken heart
Last night a deejay saved my life
Last night a deejay saved my life with a song
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Do you remember Hullabaloo,
Upbeat, Shinding and Ed Sullivan too?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?
Do you remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed
With your covers pulled up over your head?
Radio playin' so no one can see
We need change, we need it fast
Before rock's just part of the past
'Cause lately it all sounds the same to me
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
Will you remember Jerry Lee,
John Lennon, T. Rex and OI Moulty?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
Drehen wir am Radiophon
Vernehmen wir den Sendeton
Durch Tastendruck mit Blitzesschnelle...(click clack)
Erreichen wir die Kurze Welle
Nach Feineinstellung mit der Hand
Lauschen wir dem Morseband
Elektronenklange aus dem Radioland
Turn the dials with your hand
Till you find the short wave band
Electronic music sounds from Radioland
Well I'm not uptight, not unattractive
turn me on tonight, I'm radioactive. Radioactive.
Well its not a fight, and I'm not your captive
turn me loose to the night - I'm radioactive, radioactive
I want to stay with you; I don't want to play with you (baby)
I want just to lay with you and I want you to know
got to concentrate -
don't be distractive
turn me loose tonight - I'm radioactive. Radioactive
(guitar solo)
repeat chorus,
Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant.
Oh, I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered too
If by change you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how Ive been feeling about you
But they said it really loud
They said it on the air
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh now, now
Dont it kinda strike you sad when you hear our song
Things are not the same since we broke up last june
The only thing that I wanna hear is that you love me still
And that you think youll be comin home real soon
Whoa oh yeah yeah
And it made me feel proud when I heard you say
You couldnt find the words to say it yourself
And now in my heart I know I can say what I really feel
cause they said it really loud
They said it on the air
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio
If you think that love isnt found on the radio
Well tune right in you made find the love you lost
cause now Im sitting here with the man I sent away long ago
It sounded really loud they said it really loud
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio, radio, radio (fade)
Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that weve learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, thats all we need know, to synchronise
Love to the beat of the show.
And we could dance.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Life is bigger
Its bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no Ive said too much
I set it up
Thats me in the corner
Thats me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I dont know if I can do it
Oh no Ive said too much
I havent said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour im
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no Ive said too much
I set it up
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now Ive said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
Read about your band in some local page
Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name
Sweet Georgia breezes, safe, cool and warm
I headed up north, you headed north
On and on and on and on
What side are you on?
On and on and on and on
What side are you on?
Weary voice that's laughin', on the radio once
We sounded drunk, never made it on
Passin' through and it's late, the station started to fade
Picked another one up in the very next state
On and on and on and on
What side are you on?
On and on and on and on and...
Pretty girl keep growin' up, playin' make-up, wearin' guitar
Growin' old in a bar, ya grow old in a bar
Headed out to San Francisco, definitely not L.A.
Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name
And if I don't see ya, in a long, long while
I'll try to find you
Left of the dial
I'd sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
(Radio)
You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds -- invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh -- you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
So don't become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't know or just don't care
And just complain when you're not there
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
(Radio)
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio what's new?
Radio, someone still loves you!
We watch the shows -- we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years
Let's hope you never leave old friend
Like all good things on you we depend
So stick around cos we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
(Radio -- Radio)
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio what's new?
Radio, someone still loves you!
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
(Radio)
1956, when the DJ broke to play us something new
Hearts broke, hearts skipped, and we knew that this made for me and you
When he told us he was lonely he was speaking from the heart
I was much to young to know but I knew it was a start
I was raised on the radio
Raised on the radio
Just an all-american boy
I found my favorite toy
Michelle, Lady Jane, yeah I fell in love with girls I never met
I learned to play guitar while the other boys were busy learning math
But all the simplest equations never add up very far
And all my musical persuasions kept me reaching for the stars
I was raised on the radio
Raised on the radio
Just an all-American boy
I've got my favorite toy
I was raised on the radio
Yeah I was raised on the radio
Remembering when times were bad
Love is all we need and love was all we had
1964 when the DJ broke to play us something new...
Raised on the radio
Raised on the radio
Just an all-American boy
I've got my favorite toy
I was raised on the radio
Yeah I was raised on the radio
Just like an all-american boy
I've got my favorite toy
I was raised on the radio
Raised on the radio
Yes I was raised on the radio
FADE
(Ideally played while polishing the Cruising Vessel)
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older
I turn the switch and check the number
I leave it on when in bed I slumber
I hear the rhythms of the music
I buy the product and never use it
I hear the talking of the DJ
Can't understand just what does he say?
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican - whoah - radio
I dial it in and tune the station
They talk about the U.S. inflation
I understand just a little
No comprende, it's a riddle
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican, whoa-Oh, radio
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican, whoa-Oh, radio
I wish I was in Tijuana
Eating barbequed iguana
I'd take requests on the telephone
I'm on a wavelength far from home
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I dial it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the DJ
Can't understand just what does he say?
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican, whoa-Oh, radio
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican, whoa-Oh, radio
Radio radio... Radio radio... Radio radio...
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican, whoa-Oh, radio
I'm on a mexican radio. I'm on a Mexican, whoa-Oh, radio
Radio radio... What does he say ?
isn't anybody going to take the bait? man, i thought that last comment would even manage to drag kozik out of retirement.
oh well. you've all disappointed me yet again.
alas.
yeah, that may be true. i deeply admire his work and think he's amazing. but, let's get this straight - i was doing it first! just ask him.
remember who the original asshole is around here, ok? like i said, i have a hard-earned rep to uphold.
Caroline
Makes the final adjustments
in her rear-view mirror
she's nervous and tense
but she's thinking it over
with logic and sense
she'll overcome her phobia...
oh to paint her eyes so red and her lips so blue
carve her legend on the bow - Caroline four-five-two
when they come to call for her I will be there too...
Observe Radio Silence observe
Radio Silence observe Radio Silence
maintain Radio Silence thoughout
...Now where can he be?
What's wrong with the parking meter? What's happening to me?
she'll burst a blood vessel if he doesn't show
she's caught up in traffic
and I'm on her radio...
oh to paint her eyes so red and her lips so blue
raise her likeness on the mast - Caroline four-five-two
when they come to call for her, I will be there too...
She tune in till the tune suits her right
she tune in till the dial come alright
she tune the dial till the needles-'s in the white
tune in tonight
tune in tonight
tune in tonight...
try to think of nothing
A small-town high school football coach (Ed Harris) befriends an illiterate, developmentally disabled man (Cuba Gooding Jr.) nicknamed "Radio," who has always been the target of jokes and teasing. Although their friendship raises eyebrows at first, Radio's growth under the coach's guidance ultimately inspires the local townsfolk. Based on the true story of the life of James Robert Kennedy.
I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With every one of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that I can hardly believe
They really think we're getting out of control
(CHORUS) Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don't give you any choice 'cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you are told
You better listen to the radio
I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I want to make them wish they'd never seen me
Some of my friends sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You either shut up or get cut up, they don't wanna hear about it
It's only inches on the reel-to-reel
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
Tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Wonderful radio
Marvelous radio
Wonderful radio
Radio, radio
(FADE)
let's hope you never leave old friend
like all good things on you we depend
so stick around cos we might miss you
when we grow tired of all this visual
you had your time, you had the power
you've yet to have your finest hour
Radio -- Radio
if he had hand drawn something with this exact aesthetic would it really have made it a better poster?... it would have looked almost identical, taken 3 times as long and mattered to 10 people. If he was going for the old-timey look, what's wrong with using an old-timey image
It seems to me Art would rather insult us then inform us. The guy is what? In his 50s or something, and he sounds more like a 12 year old at times trying to "bait" people into being more "assholish" instead of trying to have a discussion with people. I don't get it.
okay, i'll jump in:
1) really nice poster.
2) despite nice poster, i sort of wish scrojo had drawn his own radio, as he's pretty much one of the best draftsmen around, and he could make his own vintage-looking radio.
3) still, really nice poster.
4) i see no attacks on CSA at all. in fact, i see only either admiration and curiosity in these comments.
5) i think my friend art should put together a nice long essay or thread about CSA, chuck's time in court, let us know everything there is to know about CSA, so chuck & co. can get more appreciation from a better-informed group of younger-generation designers, most of whom have been influenced in one way or another by his hard work. i would seriously like to have an inside look at CSA's labors over the years.
6) scrojo: always controversial, and usually with nice boobs.
We can BUMP! if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't BUMP! and if they don't BUMP!
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can BUMP!
"yer a buncha dumbass fools. you should be kissing his feet."
Christ our Saviour Anderson Design
I can't believe I just read through all this shit. I guess it was mildly entertaining... still fail to see where CSA gets badmouthed at all. PLAY THE VICTIM!
i have NO doubts, that art thanks you zach. hey, at the very least, from all the fluh-boygun typed below, many folks that had NO idea who CSA was, now DO...and maybe, just maybe, will appreciate those that came WAY before them.
From Art:
perkins -
of course you can. he won't go after a little guy. and the work was "public domain" if you paid for the right by buying the original clip book - which you didn't, i imagine.
chuck seeks out the originator and buys the rights or he re-draws. (if you go back and lay one image on top of the other, you might be surprised, by he way.)
so, it's obviously impossible to protect. but, then if you steal from his book, you never know which is his drawing, which is copyright free and which is copyrighted by some other deep pocket that he got right to use it from. it's your risk.
so, why steal from his book? can't find it anywhere else? or just lazy?
it's full of bombs to protect himself from corporate ripoffs. that's all. he doesn't fuck with little guys like us - unless we're doing a poster for old navy or something.
use your head.
Well just to be straight, I love the CSA archive and I think Charles Anderson does great work. I understand they do a ton of work to put the archive together, but I also understand they are grabbing images that are already out there for others to find. So my question still stands. Would they come after someone who used the same source material? Art, do you know the answer to this?
too funny. never saw the veer version before. never even knew veer existed till now. i found the image thru the "reference" thread here on GP. it was a straight up soviet matchbook. i used the stamp tool in PS in a few places to extract the original text while separating the colors for vector transfer.
so i'm confused how Veer can say this is "rights managed"....... a 45-55year old design from the soviet union ( an entity that no longer exists ). ???
steve -
there are some articles out there. but there is not any real decent overviews or anything. he's a private guy. personally, i think he's maybe the single most important designer of the last quarter-century. but i absolutely refuse to argue that here with this crowd.
i wish someone would do a GOOD book on him. but, the design world doesn't like him much. they really don't understand what he does. i mean, just look at his color sense. that alone is enough to put him in a league of his own. man, he's good.
sblake -
i was talking about baiting the others on the sight to dig a deeper hole for themselves. that's the trap - to see how far they can go on the rope before the slack runs out. the info i held back was that they really had no idea what csa had been up to or what their intentions were/are. and (two) they didn't seem to know that this wasn't even a csa image. so if i just baited them and got them to get more and more asshole-ish, i could yank the chain (like bela in ed wood) and watch them wriggle a little.
that's all. it's fun. i'd like to be able to do that to huckabee or bush or limbaugh.
there is nothing to stop a "designer" from stealing from chuck - except the risk of getting sued by him if he thinks you were a jerk or ripped off his artwork or didn't like your face. you just never know, do you? that's what stops you. the risk. is it worth it?
This is weird. Not the poster the comments...
1. I don't get the bait comments. Baiting imply's luring. Especially to a hook or trap. What's the trap?
2. What's to stop a "designer" from lifting a CSA image and changing it slightly to make it their own to profit from?
3. I dig this poster. I dig Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal! I'd love a new Jazzmatazz album!
art there's something you don't seem to get..look man, They need to do way instain mother> who kill thier babbys. becuse these babby cant frigth back? it was on the news this mroing a mother in ar who had kill her three kids. they are taking the three babby back to new york too lady to rest my pary are with the father who lost his children ; i am truley sorry for your lots.
rocket science it ain't. you gotta be ready to go the whole course. it's a loser's battle.
i'm very glad chuck took that route, however. he saved all our asses and he did it out of love of this stuff.
so company A (hardworking designer) puts together old obscure clipart in an easily accessible form, so that company B (the lazy corporation), can have easy access to just swipe a piece of it. company A is setting up its own downfall unless it enforces its claims...
so, in closing -
all you dumshits who were jumping all over csa in such complete ignorance owe chuck an apology the next time you steal from him. you should really bone up on your background before you jump in with all your self-righteous vilification.
phill -
micket is a trademark. that has different laws protecting it. NEVER fuck with a trademark outside of first amendment protections - (aka periodical publishing and editorial publsidhing.)
copyright is vague and difficult. basically it boils down to; you can do anything you want. this is america. unless somebody sues you. then you have to protect yourself. can you afford it?
that's the bottom line.
perkins -
of course you can. he won't go after a little guy. and the work was "public domain" if you paid for the right by buying the original clip book - which you didn't, i imagine.
chuck seeks out the originator and buys the rights or he re-draws. (if you go back and lay one image on top of the other, you might be surprised, by he way.)
so, it's obviously impossible to protect. but, then if you steal from his book, you never know which is his drawing, which is copyright free and which is copyrighted by some other deep pocket that he got right to use it from. it's your risk.
so, why steal from his book? can't find it anywhere else? or just lazy?
it's full of bombs to protect himself from corporate ripoffs. that's all. he doesn't fuck with little guys like us - unless we're doing a poster for old navy or something.
use your head.
art- i'd tell you you're a ego maniac and an asshole, but that doesn't seem to bother you. get over yourself. you photocopied a couple images back in the 80's and 90's for rock posters and you think you're god. seriously, get over yourself. its very unflattering. I'm out. have to get back to work.
art- i'd tell you you're a ego maniac and an asshole, but that doesn't seem to bother you. get over yourself. you photocopied a couple images back in the 80's and 90's for rock posters and you think you're god. seriously, get over yourself. its very unflattering. I'm out. have to get back to work.
On a very basic level, here's the problem I have: Years ago, I researched tons of clip art in the public library in order to build a resource file for freelance design work. In the process, I discovered several books that contained copyright-free images that I had also seen in CSA's catalogue. Some of them appeared to be EXACTLY the same, not even redrawn. So there's the dilemma...Why can't I use those images? One book says public domain, but CSA's catalogue says they're copyrighted, through the method I quoted from their catalogue earlier. I'm not hatin' on CSA, I'd just like someone to explain why I can't use some of those images.
"chuck understands authorship. he seeks out the originators of the drawings and buys rights to it directly from the artists and then pays them royalties."
That's pretty cool, and very impressive.
(I also think that's the answer a lot of people here were looking for in the first place, except maybe without the "assholes/dumbass fools" stuff.)
chuck understands authorship. he seeks out the originators of the drawings and buys rights to it directly from the artists and then pays them royalties. that's a lot more than any of you fuckers ever have when you steal from his book, right?
chuck only sues corporate entities that rip him off. he also REDRAWS every single item in the book. he has copyrighted 'bombs' in there to catch people - 25% of the book is copyrighted by someone else he protects or he OUTRIGHT DREW the images himself. also you don't know what is what.
and he's never mad a dime of the project. he does it top protect the aryists he helped rediscover and salvidge
yer a buncha self righteous assholes who have no idea who or what you guys are talking about. chuck spend 9 YEARS in court protecting his right to his style from being violated by corporate monsters (and protecting us all in the process, creating prededent.). he won, but had to give up his work and lose his style to do it.
christ, the man is a hero to all of us and you guys don't even know because he doesn't publicize his efforts.
yer a buncha dumbass fools. you should be kissing his feet.
I actually think CSA has set a fine example of rights usage that everyone can easily follow: Simply change it a little, stick a flag in it and call it yours.
As much as I might criticize the process that (I perceive) was used to appropriate all of those previously public domain images, I admit I'm extremely admirable of them as a design firm.
"deforgeo -
then why are YOU posting in this thread at all? "
I was curious as to the details of CSA's process of finding and reusing images, but I've pretty much lost interest now. So - so I'll go back to reading comic books, I guess?
hynes -
yeah, the funniest par is that there's really nothing about this image at all that looks like csa work. but, i figgered any idiot dumb enough to attcak "veer' (a company csa markets some stuff through) isn't worth getting into it with.
this isn't even csa work, dumbasses.
I only made my comments because i was kind of shocked scrojo would use a piece of clipart from a popular, ubiquitous source like veer. Turns out he didnt.
If pointing out that veer apropriates images or using the term 'designers' in commas for people retracing old ad illustrations is derogatory, well so be it.
No matter what way you slice theres a stigma surrounding clip art usage on this site and no matter what source it comes from when people are disscussing it the general tone will always be slightly negative towards it.
As far as Veer/CSA goes - its an awesome resource if youre into that sort of thing. Your choice.
deforgeo -
then why are YOU posting in this thread at all?
i'm posting in this thread because i saw a bunch of ignorant assholes attacking an man and a business and an aesthetic endeavor i deeply admire and thought i'd jump in and shout BULLSHIT!
beyond that, i see no overwhelming need to do anything at all.
except bait you dumbshits, that is.
it's fun.
art. i have yet to state an opinion let alone build an arguement. you said nobody had anything nice to say about csa. i was just pointing out that there had been. nothing more, nothing less.
Then why post in this thread at all? I always enjoy reading your posts that lend some insight in design or poster history, and I'm not really a fan of message board flame wars or pile-ons either. But if you don't want to actually talk about CSA, it seems weird to keep coming back to this thread to say everybody's *wrong* about CSA (when I got the impression that most people here didn't really have an opinion *either way* about CSA.)
scrojo -
and manson is jesus. and jesus is love.
so, he's a good guy, right?
you go take line items out of context and expect to build an argument, you end up with tiny little shreds of junk. sorry, your argument doesn't hold any water. the tone of the thread is strictly ant-csa no matter what kind of little pull quotes you edit out.
ART* "try to find where they said anything kind about csa at all"
well......
" is smart enough to have the cool archives they have had for many years" -get a clue design
"Personally I think their stuff is awesome" -zach hobbs
"...a fun resource"-get a clue design
"I just got that MexiLore email. Too funny. Nice images however" -zach hobbs
most of us don't have time to read this whole thread.
scrojo made another cool poster.
perkins made some very astute observations that would make sense to anyone who saw this thread.
chantry comes on here with no proof in writing and says everyone is wrong except him, and seems to have a very belligerent defensive attitude about it. what else did we miss?
Art, I'm not sure if I'd characterize posts like these as "knee jerk" or inflammatory:
"Personally I think their stuff is awesome, just don't know how it actually gets used in the real world. "
"csa is smart enough to have the cool archives they have had for many years(any company that has plastic toys is great), that rates as good, but we were all asking about the process of owning images that were simply found in the public to begin with."
I think people were just genuinely interested in what CSA's process was. I'd kind of like to know now, too.
Jeeeez! I'm not! From what I read so far it just didn't seem like people were being outright negative about CSA. But again...I probably missed a bunch of stuff.
We met Chuck via HAZE when we first moved here to Minneapolis. Seems like a great guy and has done amazing stuff.
michael -
try to find where they said anything kind about csa at all.
c'mon michael, stay off this bandwagon, please. if you want to duke it out with me, pick something other than chuck. ok?
msaputo -
actually, i don't think that at all. in fact if you go back and actually read what i wrote, i didn't say that at all. i merely pointed out the obvious - in fact, exactly what has happened since i posted my defense of chuck. everybody posting in this thread is all attitude and self-righteous opinion and no knowledge. so fuck ya. why try to chat with that shit?
you guys don't have a clue. you really don't. but, don't let that stop from mouthing off. hell, it's your life, right? be a fool. it's OK!
so, msaputo, it's not that i think you guys aren't up to it. it's that i think your guys are assholes. that's VERY different. understand?
sorry. nothing personal.
my comment wasn't a slam...i really meant it in the best way, CSA is co-opting the best of co-opters, it's kinda of weird. it makes me feel like i am in a huge hall of mirrors in my mind.
Fisher/Andy, CSA does have a GIANT clip library that they develop and license, but they are also (and originally) a design agency - Charles S. Anderson Design - http://csadesign.com/ Love 'em or hate, they're hugemongous.
"THE ONLY STOCK ART AND PHOTOGRAPHY COLLECTION EVER TO BE INCLUDED IN THE SMITHSONIAN INSTITUTION'S COOPER-HEWITT NATIONAL DESIGN MUSEUM TRIENNIAL."
haw.
when i just opened up my CSA MexiLore email i thought, "whoa! they're onto Chantry!" true story. and now i see these comments for the first time. as an aside, i will never understand it when folks think that intelligent discussion can't happen here. that's sillybuns. if you're not in the mood, that's one thing, but saying it's impossible just ain't true.
"These comments remind me that I hope I never meet any of my heroes. I feel I would be heartbroken."
You would, I went to a lecture once and was reallllly disappointed. Not saying who, jus' sayin', talk about a let down.
I've always wondered if CSA would come after someone who found and used the same source material that they did. I sort of doubt it, I don't think thats Chuck's trip.
big fan of csa for 17 years, from when slacks cologne package was purchased as a gift, to now. i think most comments were simply looking for answers...say, from folks that know him as "chuck", not charles. not all on these posts are all set to fight mr, chantry. i'm too old for that crap.
seems like an excellent opportunity for those "in the know" to impart useful info on all of the detail-deprived, unless the former are as blissfully ignorant as the latter, which is my guess
scrojo -
these forums are too stupid and fucked up to actually get into anything involving complexity or details, so i'm not going into anything here. sorry "friends". besides you guys have made up your minds and are set to fight. so, forget it.
all it need to say (again) is the obvious - you don't know jack about csa. nuttin. all you clowns have is stupid knee jerk self-righteousness based on zero information.
so, sorry scrojo. i'm not gonna do it here.
From the CSA Product Catalog:
"After years of research - scouring everything from matchbooks to cocktail napkins - we amassed the largest collection of historic advertising art from the 1920's through the 60's. Then the real work began. We selected images with design or illustration merit, altered and improved them and added many original illustrations. The result, is the CSA Archive, a diverse collection containing hundreds of thousands of copyrighted line art illustrations."
Which part of this did I misinterpret?
hey art. i'm honestly curious to get your input this. like i stated before i got my copy from a jpeg scan of the original. i had no idea the csa version existed. but looking at them now they almost seem like exact duplicates ( with the exception of one background color ).
man, you guys have absolutely zero idea about what you're talking about. zero. i suggest you do a little more research into the facts and reality of what chuck (csa) has done before you draw off of your really ignorant preconceptions and observations. you sound like fools. no joke.
Saved from obscurity or staked a claim to them so no one can use them? You can still find the original source images in books in the library that proclaim them to be copyright-free. Seems like a crafty move...I can admire that, even if it is a bit snakey. Doesn't mean I can't call bullshit on it.
It IS a fantastic collection, that's for sure.
This is a great poster.
you made the original match book image your own & in doing so made a cool image. kinda ironic that that process sounds kinda familiar...
csa shouldn't be blamed for starting a collection that quite likely has saved images from obscurity. i wouldn't let this rare chance keep you away from a fun resource for creatives scrojo.
ok. just to be clear. this is IN their collection but it isn't FROM their collection.
it sounds like CSA has a bunch of cool imagery but i doubt i'll ever check it out now. seems just like an invite to confusion over image origin.
i'm pretty sure every designer/artist has done that very thing at one point or another in their career. i guess if one finds it morally wrong, don't use their awesome collection. ever. for anything.
Personally I think their stuff is awesome, just don't know how it actually gets used in the real world. There are some great posters on this site that use an illustration that exists in their archive, although in a different form.
csa is smart enough to have the cool archives they have had for many years(any company that has plastic toys is great), that rates as good, but we were all asking about the process of owning images that were simply found in the public to begin with.
too funny. never saw the veer version before. never even knew veer existed till now. i found the image thru the "reference" thread here on GP. it was a straight up soviet matchbook. i used the stamp tool in PS in a few places to extract the original text while separating the colors for vector transfer.
so i'm confused how Veer can say this is "rights managed"....... a 45-55year old design from the soviet union ( an entity that no longer exists ). ???
well the cool thing is, we can all find old items that speak to us and create our own archive, match books and all. i would imagine that's how charles anderson started. flea markets beware!
Apparently they have a team of 'designers' paid to just scour books and magazines for imagery to trace and sell as clipart. They do seem to have stylistic/era-based preference for certain images though - probably due to getting around copyright laws and that 50 year rule or whatever it is.
fair enough - i just remember seeing it here, and it's exactly the same:
http://www.veer.com/products/detail.aspx?image=CNI0753702
Not like Veer doesnt appropriate images or anything they probably have the same match book book.
original image grabbed off a soviet match book.... colors separated..... converted to vector individually.... re-grouped in illustrator based on original....type placed in illustrator..... type pulled individually.... converted to lo-res jpegs... converted back to vector...... re-placed in design.
so...... there you go.
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